http://books.guardian.co.uk/news/articles/0,,2182129,00.html
William McGonagall is under the direst threat today in his apparently unassailable position as author of the world's worst poem.
The 19th century Scots bard's notorious lament for The Tay Bridge Disaster:
And the cry rang out all o'er the town,
Good Heavens! the Tay Bridge is blown down
has been challenged in favour of a single appalling last line by a more exotic British versifier, Theophile Jules-Henri Marzials: "Drop / Dead. / Plop, flop. / Plop".
A Tragedy by Theophile Marzials
Death!
Plop.
The barges down in the river flop.
Flop, plop,
Above, beneath.
From the slimy branches the grey drips drop...
To the oozy waters, that lounge and flop...
And my head shrieks - "Stop"
And my heart shrieks - "Die."...
Ugh! yet I knew - I knew
If a woman is false can a friend by true?
It was only a lie from beginning to end--
My Devil - My "friend."...
So what do I care,
And my head is empty as air -
I can do,
I can dare
(Plop, plop
The barges flop
Drip, drop.)
I can dare, I can dare!
And let myself all run away with my head
And stop.
Drop
Dead.
Plop, flop,
Plop.
